Yet I drift in dense grey water Carried away, further, further... My breath ascends above the tide, While body transcends Materia I try to wear a smile, but it transpires in depth Above the liquid shroud I've searched for you, But what I saw was snow Falling, burying me... The cold devours sun in my eyes At last my being become a winter shade I rise above the stream, descend with snow I disappear in wind, I am no more At last my being become winter